The Mysterious Immortal Clan: Rising from the moment I died!

"Pop!"

A soft sound, as if piercing the last membrane of Hongmeng.

In the chaotic void, a giant hand covered with ancient bronze rust and engraved with countless cracks of time suddenly emerged from nothingness, ignoring all the forces of collapse.

That bronze hand was large enough to cover an entire star field.

The palm lines are crisscrossed, each one flowing with the Daoist rhythm of the primordial universe.

It simply hovered there, like a divine mountain suppressing eternity. The collapse seemed to have been paused, the frantically shrinking space was instantly frozen, and the originally noisy and chaotic world became completely silent.

At this moment.

The numerous figures within the space, upon witnessing the colossal bronze arm, all displayed expressions of utter astonishment.

Their mouths were agape enough to fit a star, their eyes bulged, and even their breathing seemed to stop for a moment.

"That is..."

A trembling murmur broke the deathly silence.

Followed by.

It was as if an invisible divine thunderbolt struck everyone's heart. Whether they were the supreme beings of the immortal race or the powerful beings of the demon race, they all knelt down without hesitation, their bodies trembling like leaves.

"Three...three thousand parsec arms!"

This name seems to contain some kind of forbidden power.

The mere recitation of the words brought tears to the eyes of countless ancient monsters present, whose lives spanned countless years, filling their hearts with excitement and a profound sense of awe.

Just as everyone was worshipping, the giant bronze hand slightly bent its five fingers and began to form hand seals at a speed that surpassed the flow of time.

The fingertips move with unpredictable and mysterious power.

So fast that even light cannot capture it, so fast that even the river of time cannot leave a trace on its surface.

"Buzz—"

An ancient rune, exuding a sense of vastness and desolation, quietly condensed in the palm of his hand.

The rune contained only one word, yet it carried immense weight—"Seal!"

"The Great Way!"

This sound, seemingly originating from the chaotic beginning of the Big Bang, was filled with boundless pressure and vicissitudes, as if a deity who created the world was proclaiming a decree.

"A trans-dimensional sealing technique!"

The moment the words fell.

Billions of dazzling golden rays burst forth from the bronze palm, instantly enveloping the body radiating an aura of destruction.

The golden light grew stronger and stronger.

Ultimately, it transformed into an extremely dazzling sphere of light.

The body within the sphere of light, all its power fluctuations and all its aura of laws were completely suppressed—everything was sealed!

The seal is complete!

Its body continued to shoot straight towards the world below, like a shooting star.

"Bang! Bang!"

Two muffled thuds followed as his body pierced through two mysterious barriers.

Finally, the body arrived in the vast world!

"Blue Star? First life?"

"The vast world? A second life?"

In his dream, Ni Kun's consciousness was like a lone boat floating in the river of time, with scenes flashing rapidly before his eyes, like a fast-forwarded film reel.

There are bustling streets of Blue Star City, flying swords in the world of cultivation, the throngs of visitors at the height of the Ni family's power, and even a bloodbath of power struggles.

The flickering light and darkness of the scene, the shifting emotions of joy and sorrow, left his soul feeling a heavy, tearing sensation.

Ultimately, consciousness entered a nightmare of genocide.

"Descendants of the Ni family! Run!"

A roar exploded deep within the dream; it was Ni Kun's final cry.

"don't want!!!"

Ni Kun was suddenly jolted awake from his deep sleep, like a drowning person being pulled out of the water.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh—"

He was panting heavily, his forehead covered in beads of cold sweat, and his heart was pounding wildly in his chest, each beat feeling like it was trying to break free of his ribs and crash against his chest.

That feeling of suffocation, that fear of escaping death, was so real!

Sweat streamed down his neck, soaking the cold ground beneath him.

Vision gradually cleared, and the surrounding environment went from blurry to sharp.

"My memorial tablet?"

Ni Kun's pupils contracted sharply, and he stiffly raised his head, looking around in astonishment—the familiar plaque, the familiar incense burner, the familiar family murals... It was all too real, so real that it made his scalp tingle.

"Thump!"

My heart sank again.

He raised his arm with trembling hands. It was a young, fair, and vibrant arm, not the calloused, withered hand that he remembered as the one that had ruled the family.

Ni Kun gritted his teeth and pinched his arm hard.

"Ouch!"

A piercing pain shot through him instantly, causing him to cry out involuntarily.

"I...I've really been resurrected?"

Despite knowing he would be resurrected one day, the immense shock when the moment actually arrived left him speechless, his voice filled with unbelievable ecstasy.

"Knock knock knock—!"

My heart was still pounding, and I was still having some difficulty breathing, but this time, it was because of excitement.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the turmoil in his heart, stood up abruptly, and quickly went to the offering table, grabbing a piece of yellow cloth to wrap around himself.

The fruits and pastries on the offering table looked as tempting as delicacies to him at that moment.

"Two years and seven months... He's completely out of touch with reality!"

Without hesitation, Ni Kun grabbed a piece of fruit and stuffed it into his mouth, then picked up a piece of pastry and wolfed it down.

He ate extremely fast, like a young man devouring food, choking until his eyes rolled back, but he still wouldn't stop.

After a hearty meal that swept away all the clouds.

"belch--!"

Ni Kun let out a satisfied burp, patted his bulging belly, and reclined on a chair in the ancestral hall, beginning to seriously analyze the current situation.

First of all.

He's resurrected?

Second.

His current physical body is only eighteen years old. How can such a young ancestor get along with his descendants, young and old?

The thought of facing his gray-haired descendants and being called "Ancestor" made Ni Kun's lips twitch. The image was too beautiful to imagine.

At last.

Most importantly, Ni Kun understands a fundamental principle: "In everything in this world, there are gains and losses!"

So, on a whim, he summoned a pale blue light screen that only he could see, wanting to see what changes and effects had occurred to him after his resurrection.

[Host: Ni Kun]

[Realm: None]

【Mysterious Ancient Tree: Level 5 (95/100)】

[Family Legacy: Level 1]

[Enjoying the shade under a tree: Level 1]

[Family Prosperity: Level 1]

【Forced Growth: Level 1 (0/3)】

[Technique: Deceptive Path, Level 1]

After quickly scanning the information on the panel, Ni Kun's previously somewhat solemn face instantly broke into a wildly joyful smile.

"Great! This wave of kills yielded so many experience points!"

"As expected of a genuine eerie phenomenon, thankfully it has 100% feedback; the Level 6 vocabulary entry is within reach!"

He knew very well that with each advancement of the eerie ancient tree, the visibility range would expand.

This means that with his next advancement, he will be greeted with a new wave of experience gains.

Thinking about this.

The monsters that thrashed about in that eerie space no longer seemed sinister or terrifying to him; instead, they appeared adorable—"More, more would be better!"

This moment.

Ni Kun was even confident that the strange ancient tree would soon reach level ten.

But he wasn't blinded by joy—he knew that the panel was just data, and the real situation still needed to be verified by himself.

So he slowly closed his eyes, and a thought occurred to him.

However, he found that he could no longer use his divine sense to explore as before, nor could he transmit his voice or travel in his mind.

"Um?"

Ni Kun was startled and quickly focused his mind to carefully sense the condition inside his body.

This feeling surprised him even more.

His dantian was empty, and although his meridians were clear, there was not a trace of spiritual energy fluctuation.

Realm: None!

The panel didn't lie to me.

However, Ni Kun wasn't worried—"After all, I'm a veteran of the mid-Foundation Establishment stage. Rebuilding once is no big deal!"

In a flash, Ni Kun realized that only his divine sense could enter the strange space, while his physical body was in a standby state.

After he entered the eerie ancient tree.

After careful observation, the three-foot sapling was found to be entirely black, exuding an eerie aura, with mysterious runes hidden within its hollow.

Look around.

Three thousand feet away, countless eerie shadows flickered in the chaos, and many of them tried to probe with their sharp claws.

"Squeak squeak squeak—!"

They stretched out their sharp claws and fangs, frantically scratching at the invisible barrier of the golden earth, making a grating, ear-piercing sound.

"strangeness……"

Ni Kun frowned slightly: "Shouldn't they be afraid of the ancient tree's power? Why are they all trying to come in?"

Just as he was wondering, a system notification sounded in his mind.

[Ding! Congratulations, host, for activating the bizarre cultivation technique!]

Then a powerful force gently pulled him back to reality.

"Buzz!"

A strange glow suddenly appeared on Ni Kun's forehead.

Countless tiny runes, shimmering with black light, moved across his skin, eventually converging into a complex, ancient mark, like a brand!

Finally, it slowly blends into the skin and disappears.

That's right, this is the first level of "The Way of the Devious" that he activated - the Devious Talisman!

In this vast world!!!

This is a strange mark that can be seen or hidden at any time!

Despite its immense power, it has many limitations.

First of all, it is only effective against demonic cultivators.

Secondly, it can only deal with demonic cultivators of the same or lower level.

Finally, each use would leave Ni Kun in a state of weakness for a period of time.

Therefore, he knew very well that he should never use this unless absolutely necessary—"Experience is important, but my life is more important!"

However, Ni Kun also found a solution – to strengthen his soul!

Through interpreting the techniques, Ni Kun also discovered several other ways to gain experience.

First, there's the transfer of skills, which allows you to directly gain experience.

Secondly, after a member of the family activates the strange talisman and kills a demonic cultivator, not only can they improve their own cultivation level, but they can also give back 10% of the experience to the strange ancient tree.

Simply put, the descendants of the Ni family have bid farewell to the most intense and cutthroat arena—the world of cultivation!

A glint of light flashed in Ni Kun's eyes—this was the true path to the rise of a family!

However, a new problem arose—"How can we pass on our skills without arousing suspicion among our clansmen, or even attracting the covetousness of outsiders?"

Ni Kun's gaze fell on the memorial tablets in the ancestral hall again, and a brilliant idea instantly came to him.

"Grand Ceremony!"

"We can take advantage of the family ceremony to pass on the 'mysterious talisman' to all family members at once, in the form of a 'family crest'!"

"When the time comes, we'll say it's a divine intervention from our ancestors, bestowing upon the Ni family its unparalleled legacy!"

Think about this.

Ni Kun couldn't help but clench his fist, feeling a surge of exhilaration.

"Awesome!"

He took a deep breath of the cool air in the ancestral hall, trying to calm his excited emotions and sort out the preparations he needed to make next.

However, just as that cool breeze seeped into my lungs like a gentle stream...

"Thump!"

Ni Kun's heart tightened, as if struck by lightning: "Holy crap... I can't sense a single trace of spiritual energy?"

He quickly closed his eyes and began to practice the breathing techniques he knew by heart, trying to absorb spiritual energy from the world.

"Breathe! Breathe! Breathe..."

Ni Kun tried repeatedly, hoping to rediscover that feeling of connection with spiritual energy.

Once, twice, three times...

Ultimately, he had to accept a cruel fact—this physical body had no spiritual roots!

This means that he can only deal with demonic cultivators who are inferior to mortals in the vast world!?

Holy crap!

Is that even possible?

"Before, I could still fight the illusory figure of Haotian by relying on the eerie ancient tree, but now with this physical body... what can I do? Swat mosquitoes?"

Ni Kun suddenly opened his eyes, a flash of understanding in them.

"Damn it!"

"This isn't a resurrection at all!"

"This is... an extra clone!"

That's right, it's a clone!

It is a clone that was forcibly packaged and sealed by a transdimensional seal!

What Ni Kun didn't know was that the vast world couldn't bear his physical body, which is why he descended in this "discounted" way!

and!

As a price!

Ni Kun's divine consciousness cannot exist independently; it can only switch back and forth between the strange ancient tree and his real-world clone.

This is why he can no longer use his divine sense to explore, transmit his voice, or travel in his mind as he did before.

Having figured this out, Ni Kun calmed down.

"The eerie ancient tree exists in an eerie space, absorbing black water and manipulating the uncanny. It can also protect the Ni family members, allowing them to enjoy the effects of its attributes and supernatural powers!"

"Although this physical body lacks spiritual roots, its existence in the real world guarantees it will achieve great things!"

"As long as the level of the eerie ancient tree is increased, there will definitely be new hints and rewards!"

Think about this.

Ni Kun's lips curled up slightly, revealing a confident smile.

"Very good! Excellent!"

"Right now, it's like I'm playing a completely new game account, and it's getting more and more fun!"

"Besides, if we wait another four months, and then try to force growth to the point of failure, we can even try 'self-drawing two sticks'—enlightening ourselves!"

Just as Ni Kun was full of confidence and planning his grand future,

"Creak—"

The wooden door of the ancestral hall was pushed open, making an old, worn sound.